In Chapter 18, we witness the birth of the artifact

Wang Xiu's eyes lit up, and he began to shape the shape of the instrument according to his own ideas.

In fact.

Wang Xiu's favorite weapon is the long sword, but now he is still a layman in alchemy, and he will not engrave any runes of [Size Ruyi] [Jet Sword Gang] at all.

Therefore.

If you forge a spirit iron sword of two or three feet, it will be difficult for those second-order fierce beasts of seven or eight meters to cause effective damage.

Again.

These strong men with an average of more than two meters per person, carrying two or three feet of swords in their hands, do not look very powerful and domineering.

Therefore, the weapon he refined this time was the Daguan knife, the kind that was more than one zhang long.

Time.

Minutes and seconds passed, and soon a whole night passed, but everyone in the tribe did not feel the slightest sleepiness.

They.

They all stared at Wang Xiu with burning faces, staring at the raging flames in front of him, staring at the mighty and domineering Daguan Knife suspended in the flames.

When the dawn of dawn pierces through the darkness.

The Daguan knife in the flames was finally completely formed.

But I saw that this big knife was about a foot long, the blade was dark and shiny, but the blade was white and cold, and it was extremely sharp at a glance.

There is also a black dragon head carved on the back of the knife and the gauntlet, which looks hideous and domineering, and exudes great power under the dawn of dawn.

"The name of this knife is: Black Dragon!"

Wang Xiu dispersed the magic trick, and the Daguan knife in the flames fell, and he held it in his hand, only feeling heavy, at least more than two hundred catties.

Of course.

Because there is no rune blessing, this Daguan knife is strictly speaking, not even a lower-grade magic weapon, but only a knife embryo.

But the material of its casting is just too good.

Even if it's just a knife embryo, if it really moves with a huge force, it definitely has a power comparable to that of ordinary magic weapons.

Open the mountain and crack the rock, and sharpen the iron like mud.

Drink!!!

With a knife in hand, you have to chop something to help the fun!

Wang Xiu's eyes swept across the crowd, and suddenly lit up slightly, and rushed in the direction of the high priest, seeing that the other party's scalp was numb.

Fortunately.

Instead of slashing the High Priest, he rushed at the second-order boar carcass.

This wild boar is five or six meters long, and the skin is rough and thick, and yesterday it only removed one leg for the tribe to barbecue, and it is still complete at this time.

Wang Xiu's eyes were like electricity.

He suddenly raised the black dragon knife in his hand and slashed down angrily at the boar's neck.

Wow~

In a flash.

The huge pig's head was broken off by the knife and fell heavily to the ground, overflowing with smoke and dust.

……

Grunt~

Looking at the smoke and dust, the white-clothed young man standing with a knife in his hand is as mighty as a god.

Tribes.

All the primitives were stunned, and they looked at Wang Xiu with feverish eyes, looking at the Black Dragon Daguan Knife in his hand.

There was only one thought left in my mind - an artifact!

We.

Witnessed the birth of another artifact!!

The primitives present were in a state of madness.

One after another, their eyes stared directly at the black dragon knife in Wang Xiu's hand, their eyes were full of fanaticism and worship!

"Ulala...... Ulala ......"

Patriarch Blackstone led the way singing and dancing, holding his hands aloft, in praise of the greatness and omnipotence of the Prophet!

Witnessing the birth of a supreme artifact from those inconspicuous black stones in ordinary times had an unimaginable impact on their minds.

That's a little bit of gold!

The rest of the clan hurriedly followed.

The movements are uniform.

Give yourself compliments!

"Ulala...... Ulala ......"

Long live the Prophet!

Long live the Prophet!

There were only a few dozen people, and the cheers almost shattered the sky, and countless birds in the mountains and forests were startled.

Meanwhile.

Streams of golden light, which were denser and larger than before, flew out from the primordials of the Black Stone Tribe and landed on Wang Xiu.

This wave, make a lot of money!

……

Wang Xiu raised his hand and suppressed everyone's exclamations.

Subsequently.

In front of everyone, he came to the Black Stone Patriarch and handed him the Black Dragon Sword.

When the Black Stone Patriarch saw this scene, his bronze bell-like eyes widened, and he pointed at himself in disbelief: "Give ...... For me? ”

Wang Xiu nodded.

The Black Stone Patriarch swallowed his saliva, his face was full of panic, and he quickly shook his head and said, "No, prophet, how can this be...... I don't deserve this kind of artifact! ”

Even the high priest panicked, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said in a loud voice: "Prophet, I can't afford such a precious treasure, so please take it back!" ”

Wang Xiu said with a serious face: "You are the patriarch of the Blackstone Tribe, and you have the heavy responsibility of protecting the clan, so you must have enough strength, otherwise, ...... If you fall down in a situation like last time, what will happen to the people behind you? What about the elderly, women and children in the tribe? Have you thought about them? ”

Hear the words.

The Blackstone Patriarch was stunned for a moment.

Oh, yes!

If it weren't for the Prophet, he wouldn't have survived last time.

As soon as he died, it would be difficult for the deputy patriarch to support the burden of the entire tribe alone.

At that time.

Whether it is the inability to hunt enough food, resulting in a large number of people starving to death.

still encountered a fierce beast that could not be resisted, resulting in the death of the young and strong people in the clan.

This tribe will all be wiped out.

It's not far from extinction.

Thinking of this, he was moved, looking at the glittering Black Dragon Daguan Knife in Wang Xiu's hand, his face moved.

Wang Xiu held the Black Dragon Sword, his treasure was solemn, his arms were raised, he looked at the patriarch condescendingly and said, "Remember, after taking the Black Dragon Knife, you will no longer be a mortal!" The fears, cowardices, and retreats of ordinary people will have nothing to do with you anymore, and you are destined to spend your whole life protecting your people, you...... Have you thought about it? ”

Hearing this, the Black Stone Patriarch only felt a warm blood in his body surging into his heart, and roared, "Think about it!" ”

Wang Xiu asked again, "You, are you sure?" ”

The Black Stone Patriarch nodded seriously, and his voice became more firm: "I'm sure!" ”

He knelt down, raised his hands above his head, and said in a sincere voice: "Prophet, grant me infinite courage and strength so that I can protect my people, drive out the beasts, and suffer from hunger again, for which I am willing to die!" Ulala—"

Meanwhile.

The primitive people around seemed to be infected, and they all knelt down in unison, shouting: "Ulala-"

"Good!"

Wang Xiu nodded in satisfaction and placed the Black Dragon Sword in the hand of the Black Stone Patriarch.

This moment.

The posture of the black stone patriarch was lowered, and he clenched the black dragon sword, and his eyes couldn't hide the love and excitement.

The large thick hands carefully rubbed the delicate lines on it.

That look in his eyes is like caressing his wife.

No......

is more gentle than his wife.

Then, unable to hold it back, he stood up and waved it in the sunlight with his broadsword.

There are no moves.

It is pure chopping, chopping, sweeping, opening and closing, full of power.

The black dragon knife refracted the sunlight and exuded a strange cold glow, as if there was really a black dragon coiling around the body of the black stone patriarch, extremely domineering, like a god descending into the world.